Disaster Strikes:

Master Freiderich von Blumenkamp of Calontir, Lady Lora Ann Rós and their son Liam’s car caught on fire on the return trip from Gulf Wars on March 21st 2015. Although all the humans escaped safely, unfortunately, none of the birds survived. Artemis, a 21 year old Harris Hawk, Cinnamon, a 5 year old Red Tailed Hawk, Winter, a 4 year old gyrfalcon, Lady, a 16 year old Aplomado falcon and Ra’n, a 4 year old American Kestrel, died in the fire.
A fund to help the family of falconers has been set up by Lord Andromir Vukovic.

Photos

K. Roberts Photography Fundraiser for Brooks family - http://art.krobertsphotos.com/?product_cat=fundraiser

Dirge for the Falcons

by Lord Da’ud ibn Ibrahim al-Sisari, mka Adam Elkan-Hale, via Facebook
From seacoast lands did the host march home
Hearts and minds did soar
Telling tales of the war fray’s work
Wishing for one day more

Then loudly cried Lord Andromir
With story of fire and woe
Master Freidrich’s wagon burns
All is lost in tow

Calontir has her falcons lost
Her mighty birds of prey
The Knowne World weeps with Calontir
This black and mournful day

Talons, beaks were razor sharp
Like Calon army’s spears
Your eyes saw far with keen cold glance
Our eyes now shed tears

Calontir has her falcons lost
The Singing Kingdom weeps
Bright Cal’trava’s shine is dimmed
Calon birds now sleep

Cinnamon, Artemis, and kestrel R’an
Lady and Winter white
Fly to Valhalla, to Odin’s arm
Feast on flesh tonight

Calontir has her falcons lost
Empty the Heartland skies
Hearts are heavy, but in your names
Gold falcons shall ever fly

Hearts are heavy, but in your names
Gold falcons shall ever fly
Link to Johanna singing the dirge: https://soundcloud.com/adam-elkana-hale

Fionn O' Diubhain
It is often great joy or great sadness that moves one to write... the latter called me tonight. I'm sorry for your loss, we grieve with you.
Calontir sheds tears fresh
Talons in wood's bane lost
Freya's cloak-kin flying
Feathers shadow Hel's road

Blood song sung days before
Brought Calontir honor
But her hearts laid low by
Light of fire's darkness
Cinnamon, red-reaver
R'an, the noble ripple-wing
Winter's ivory allure
Artemis hunts Hel's Hall

Weeps the Sable Star for
Soar no more these falcons
This skald's tongue now silent
Sorrow has reaped his words.

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